Sunday, September 29, 2013

My Connections to Play

Rain, Rain go away
Come again
some other day,

Little Johnny
wants to play.


 





Play gives children a chance to practice what they are learning (Fred Rogers)















Playful Childhood Memories
     Reminiscing back to my childhood playful days, all I can remember is that those were joyful times. My mother would always encourage my siblings and me to go outside and play. I can recall my other sister, brothers and I playing down on the country farm. We made mud cakes and let the sun dry them out, caught crickets and went fishing with them, rode the piggy backs, played ball, rode our bikes down the cotton path. There were so many other playful times I could mention that made me the individual I am today. All I know is there was never a boring moment.
     Recalling the playful life of my children, it in no way resembled mines. My daughter would always say it’s too hot or cold to go outside to play.  She played outside at school. While at home she played mostly with inside toys or was engaged in the TV or video games. My son enjoyed being outside. He and I would sometimes play basketball together. He would also invite his friends over to play football. He adored climbing trees and riding his bike.
     As an adult, I’m still a child at heart because I still enjoy playing. I engage in play with the children at school, and with my nieces and nephews.

3 comments:

  1. Sheena, what an exciting childhood you had. "Mud cakes" were awesome/ Our parents encouraged us to play outside and we enjoyed every minute but today children are given ipads, computers and games to keep them engaged We need to help parents understand the importance of play in natural environments and experiece hands-on activities. I enjoyed reading about your childhood of play!!

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  2. Sheena,
    I can remember making mud cakes as a child. I had so much fun. Your childhood sounds similar to mines. I enjoyed playing outside.

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  3. Sheena,
    Really nice childhood memories. I used to climb trees just like your son, and as well as you I used to bake mud cakes.

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